Monday, February 10, 2014

Weep for beauty

Weep for beauty while it gleamsbright and holy in the world;attend in gladness while it seemsthe shadow-flag of night is furled;in waking dreams of diamond-eyes,of distilled roses in the veins,of bursting sunfire in the skiesfalling bright like gilded rains;of oceans churning wild at noon, of twilight calm and cobalt-graced;of joy beneath the battered moon,of breathing zephyrs apple-laced;of ruddy warmth in marrow-roots,of spirits quickened into flameby banqueting on blazing fruitsswelling ripe without a name;weep for beauty while it sings,and joyful tears will wash awaythe veil that daily duty bringsand fling new light upon the day.

About the author

I am a husband and father living in Louisville, Kentucky. Inspiration for my writing includes: the beauty of nature, the human condition, moral philosophy, life and love, all things innocent and wholesome, and my own Catholic spirituality.
I plan on posting an original poem or vignette every few days.
Feel free to critique or comment on any of the works that I have posted, whether old or new.